Some store
I`m not going back there anymore
Wandered in
Don`t think I`ll do that again
No I don`t think I`ll do that again
I swear
Look at me cross-eyed and I don`t know what to do
No I don`t know what to do
Crazy loon
There`s a room in his pallet
There`s a pillow for his head
Sees an offshoot in his bottle
When he wants to see me dead
Heirlooms A loon
Never thought I`d see that silly grin
Never thought I`d see that fool again
Never thought I`d love that lunatic
Nothing left to dance around
What a hero
What a black and blue bird
What a loon
A loon
What a loon
A loon